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Unbreakable Tie

Who: Eikichi and Pele
What: Someone's found a blue orb.
Where: Smash Academy
When: August 1st
Warnings: Eikichi deserves his own disclaimer for existing.

What a stroke of luck.

How could someone lose something this magnificent and beautiful? Eikichi held up the blue orb again, toying with the artifact and feeling it balance on his hands. He let the light catch in it with a small grin, already thinking how it could be the centerpiece of his bed or a costume if he so wanted...

But alas, that would not be. He'd bring this to the lost and found soon enough, of course. Despite his talk and thinking, Eikichi had always been a good guy. But Michel wouldn't be himself if he didn't take the time to admire the stone for a few more minutes. Definitely had to belonged to someone, probably washed away during the floor. It reminded him of his own quest, and the water skull that still awaited him in the Scorpion temple.

Maybe once his training at this school was over, he could resume the quest with his friends...or so he hoped.

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Ah.

Finally. Her patience was going to pay off. Pele could feel a faint pulse awaken in the very back of her mind, like a faint echo against her own mighty heartbeat. Her time at this strange little school had been for one purpose: to locate and claim the Blue Orb, and now finally its location was made known to her again. The latent power inside the simple sphere had made contact with another's mind and was at last stirring from slumber.

Perhaps that insolent mortal from before - what was his name again? - had finally given way to temptation and taken hold of it. Or maybe someone else had broken in and found the Orb's hiding place. It mattered not. The only thing on her mind now was how to take it from them.

With her two brothers at the school now, it would be unbecoming for her to storm the academy again - after all, one of them alone would be enough to contest her, and against both it be a futile fight. She refused to cooperate with them, and they, most likely, would disapprove of her methods. Thankfully, however, she was more closely tied to the Blue orb than either of the two, and the first move would be hers.

So, wearing her human guise, she approached the school as inconspicuously as a 6'6" tall woman who burned the air around her could possibly hope to. The Orb's signature was faint... but she would stalk the school, through every hall until she found where it lay.

This was lost to Eikichi as he continued to toy around with the orb, increasing the sphere's influence even louder.

"You're a pretty little thing," he told it again, grinning. "Not as beautiful as me, of course but...ahh what a shame we'll have to part soon! I'm sure you belong to one of the charming ladies in school. Your color fits perfectly with my style, but we wouldn't want to make them sad by your loss..." Why he had decided to talk to the gem was anyone's guess. Perhaps he just liked hearing himself talk. It was a good thing his roommate wasn't there.

He stood up from his bed, stretching and grabbing his guitar case, slinging it into his arm. It was time to bring this to the lost and found (provided it hadn't changed places with how the school looked like now) and---

---hmm. A short trip to the bathroom to fix his hair might be a good idea. Carrying the gem with him, he moved from his bed to the room's bathroom, setting it on the counter. He took a look into the mirror, proceeding to try and fix any imperfections...not that there were many, being who he was.

The flutter of pride and narcissism rang faintly from the Orb, drawing Pele's attention. Oh, ego... a thing that led many a man to ruin. She knew it well. It was that very thing that spurred humankind to leash the very forces of nature themselves.

Well, she would teach this mortal a thing of ruin in turn, then.

BAM! There went his door, flying off the hinges and across the room with one swift kick. Pele strode in tall and wrathful, with the air of a conqueror seeking her prize.

The orb nearly fell to the floor and it was only after a dramatic grab with both hands that it was saved. At the cost of his school outfit getting ruined by the floor and his air knocked out, of course.

"Ooof!" It didn't take too long for him to walk out, however, the gem still in one hand as he noticed his...door...on the other side of the room where it should be.

It was about then that he noticed the reason why said door had been flung off it's hinges and a sneer rose from his mouth. He didn't even question who she was or why she looked like she did. Hell, he wasn't the least bit intimidated. You could be as tall as you wanted, Pele, but he'd (somehow) faced off worse and just looked at her with the irritation nearly dripping from his face. You'd messed up his outfit, and the door and slammed into some of his clothing. He'd been diligently ironing those!

"What the hell are you doin', crashing into my room?! You better fix my door up, or I gonna make you!"

So, not a smudge of fear on his face. Courage born of stupidity, audacity, or an indomitable spirit? Pele had no care to speculate. She could see the glint of blue in his palm, calling out to her like a siren's song. Its pulse grew hotter as Eikichi's own anger flared, which only made the need more urgent.

Alas that diplomacy was a thing that eluded her throughout her many, many years. The Groudon snarled, claws tense and ready to rip apart this human if he showed the slightest sign of melding with the Orb. Would she be able to kill him before he took control? It was impossible to say. Normally she would be able to fight its influence, but being so recently weakened by her battle with Kyogre, it was hard to gauge who would have the upper hand.

"Surrender the Orb, and your misfortune will end there. Worse will come to you if you deny me."

There was something in her tone. Eikichi had always prided himself in the ability to be able to tell when someone was lying or not, (apart from his pa, but that was a different thing entirely) and for a few seconds, he simply looked at Pele, eyes narrowed. It was her choice of words that cause the doubt.

Worse will come if you deny me?

It sounded more like a power-hungry humanoid than someone who actually owned this. And yet...his hand closed on the orb even tighter. If this WAS hers, that just made it worse! What kind of person just barges in like that? He had to ask a question.

"Is it yours?" ...alright more than a question.

"And if it is, why d'you have to break down my door for it? Couldn't you have knocked? How d'you know I had it anyway?" Seriously what was up with this school. Even Cuss High had less problems than this.

"You make demands of a power you cannot know. The Orb is mine by right, and I will send the world into peril should you covet it."

Teeth bared and head held proudly up high, Pele approached the mouthy blue mortal with her claws extended. She was, however, no common sneak thief - far be it for her to swipe the Orb and run. Every motion was slow, but measured with the arrogance of an empress. Her presence itself was moulded into a threat as the Groudon made a particular point for each forceful footstep to shake the floor, rattle the walls. It was like a tiny, localized earthquake in his room, causing anything on the walls and shelves to clatter to the floor.

An unspeakable heat began to fill the room as well, causing the air to shimmer with a sweltering heat. There was no doubt that Pele's fury was the cause, and she wasn't the type to talk anything through, either. A god owed answers to no one, not even when they made things so much simpler. There was simply no way she could trust any human with the Orb in his hand to carry the truth.

That is where he drew the battle line. There wasn't even a trace of trying to understand her anymore, as objects around his room bounced off to the floor with each step. Pictures, music collection, makeup, his manga collection...she was clearly powerful, and this was merely a display of what she could do. Arrogance in one's skill was not something that came freely, it grew over time. It told him that whoever this was, she was incredibly powerful.

Only a fool would stand up to that type of power.

Eikichi was that fool.

"LISTEN UP LADY!" His voice wasn't confusion anymore, it was unbridled fury and anger. "Man, I don't care anymore of this is yours or not! Barging into my room and breaking my door I might forgive, but you DO NOT threaten to destroy the world! Not on my freakin' watch!" As he spoke, his tone rose with each word, until the very end had caused him to narrow his eyes, his free hand formed into a fist. It didn't stay empty for long.

As she approached and the heat became blistering hot, he swapped the orb in his left hand, the other taking his guitar case, pointing it at her. The gears shifted and moved inside in a series of clanks until the top of a gun's muzzle came forth from the top. And if that wasn't bizarre enough, what happened next was even stranger.

Eikichi began to glow with a bluish energy as the sound of a motor rearing up and water could be heard. The energy solidified from a liquid state behind his back and formed into a towering figure that rose above him, as much as the room's ceiling could give him space. The glowing yellow eyes matched Eikichi's own determination, as it pointed its skull bouquet at Pele, deep voice booming with every word.

"I am Hades... King of the underworld who judges the evil and the righteous alike. I am thou... Thou art I... My other self, let us walk this path together...those who wold threaten the world of the living shall face our fury!"

"As long as I'm alive, you'll never have it your way! Malaques!"

The Persona moved in front of Eikichi, moving his bouquet in a forward fashion, causing a small torrent of water to appear out of thin air. It flew off in her direction, washing up pieces of his objects on the floor. As much as he wanted to mourn for the cost of his cosmetics, the urge to protect the world was overwhelming a few little trinkets that could be bought again (but man...he would miss that makeup kit).

"And I don't care of my entire room gets blown up in the process! You threaten the world, you mess with the both of us! YOU WANT SOME?! YOU GOT SOME!"

There was one universal truth that was held among the legendaries, among the ancients of the Pokemon world, among those that revered the earth and sea. Much of the modern world had, perhaps, forgotten the terrors of those lost centuries - of the floods and drought and the violent shifting of continents that lasted year upon year.

The truth was simply this: Groudon loathed water.

Its very presence was an insult to her. She detested it. Abhorred it. And there was no better way to piss her off than to try and douse her - she had leveled landmasses for less.

Being indoors and away from her element was a severe limitation when she was trying to avoid destroying the building completely. Normally, she would not have hesitated to call up a column of erupting lava into the second floor of the dorms, but with Rayquaza near, that kind of excess would no doubt have been met with reprimand. Well, no matter - whatever conjuror's magic this human wielded would not be enough to sway her.

Pele's eyes flashed a dangerous gold, and her latent markings began to blaze a burning hot blue. The Overheated air around her grew more and more intense until suddenly, every inch of her skin ignited in flames. Even the water pooling at her feet was beginning to bubble and boil.

"IGNORANT CHILD. DESTRUCTION IS NOT A THREAT BORN OF THAT ORB... IT IS A PROMISE. AND FOR THIS AFFRONT, I WILL GLADLY RENDER IT FOR YOU."

Her flaming claws lashed out at Hades, intent on tearing him to shreds - god against god, underworld against earth.

It was perhaps out of pride that he didn't switch Personas to one who was fire-proof as she approached, or it was simply because Hades himself seemed eager to fight this one despite the drawbacks. Regardless, that orb was not going to leave his hand until he was dead as the Lord that watched over him.

The claws found their mark, as the slashed Hades arm and chest before he tried to push her away. The cut on Hade's chest and hand were reflected directly back at Eikichi, and he looked over to his chest and noticed a small pool of blood gathering.

"Dammit...." Somehow, that didn't stop him. He'd taken knives to the chest before. ""Yo! You think you're the shit aren't you!? As long as I'm alive, you'll never have it your way, bitch!"

He had to put those flames out. The first time had been just a simple warning that he was able to defend himself. This wasn't a game, and he threw his strongest attack at her.

"BLOODY HONEYMOON!"

This time it wasn't just a small torrent of water that was thrown at her; as the claws continued to dig at Hades, a female figure descended towards her, before she unleashed a centralized whirlpool. It was accompanied by the sounds of a wedding bell, and bright flashes of a holy-light powered attack.

"You step down, and we won't have to hurt you farther!"

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Unbreakable Tie

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